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Chapter 325

Author: Lana Mora
last update publish date: 2026-04-10 14:41:45

Third Person's POV

No matter how much Trista struggled, Cassian was like an immovable mountain. His arms were iron shackles around her waist, crushing her against his chest.

He buried his face in her hair, greedily drinking in her scent—the pheromones that drove him wild.

"I missed you," he growled, his voice a low, bestial rasp. "My wolf cries out every day that you're gone. Once the shareholder meeting is over, I'm bringing you back to the main house for good. Okay?"

Trista actually felt a fl
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